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The calm guy said. I was still in my previous position. Didn’t move a muscle. I wonder what they are going to do next. The bars open, I could tell from the sound. My eyes were closed but I could still sense two shadows standing in front of me. “I can’t believe we caught him alive. I heard a lot about this guy before and he is a fucking psycho.” The calm guy said and the other one sounded even panic. “Hurry! I don’t want to end up like Eric! It could be that he was awake by now.”

After the news spread, the patients in the psychiatric hospital naturally split into two factions. One faction consisted of twenty-two people whose identities had already been verified by the hothead. People who were considered one hundred percent confirmed. The other faction was made up of the remaining ten, whose identities had never been verified and could not be confirmed. Among those ten were me, the old lady, the little girl, the boy who had helped her carry rice, the autistic woman, and several others I had barely interacted with.

She moaned, her thighs quivering around me. My eyes finally found where a young man sat hunched over on the bed. He was on a phone, texting. I knew from the long, dark hair that it was Atlas. The cameras weren't labeled so I counted the cameras and assumed it was the fifth room down. I lowered my body, rubbing my shoulders against her knees to separate them. My fingers snuck around the monitor and fiddled with the chords until the television powered off. "Oh, yeah," the woman moaned. "Oh, god."

"I'll not let you do this to us. I don't want her to go to jail because of some bastard like you." "If she doesn't kill Cole, you'll either have to kill her or I kill you. Someone has to die." "What sort of stupid game is this?" "I don't know," he said, tying her up. "I'll tell one thing, though. I'm merely a player in this game. One day you'll know who the psycho behind this game is. Trust me, you won't believe it." Who could that be? Who would want them to suffer? They didn't have major enemies. Except for the key stealing, they lived fairly normal and boring lives. The two girls had never got in trouble with anyone in town.

Hi there, welcome to Psycho Season 2: Death's Wish. I hope you'll enjoy this new thrilling season as much as I enjoyed writing it :) Updates may be slow as I'm still a student who is dealing with national exams this year, hence I may prioritise studies over writing, but I'll try my best to upload at least once per week for you guys. Thank you for your support :D . . . . . Mexico's Base Carlos's POV So, has my darling niece decide to spread her wings and began her wild adventures? Haha I won't let you. You are mine. My property, my puppet. And you aren't going to escape from me.

Indeed, a psycho have emotions too, they just need someone who'll understand and won't leave them when they need them the most and it happens to be her, my Baby Milda. She was the psychopath obsession and become the wife now. I love you so much... I promise to never leave you, forever.

Without even hearing his response I already touched the end call. I’m doomed. Do I need to wait or not? I didn’t even hear him. Poppycock! I was standing at Sevi’s front door still knocking and trying to calm him down. I wasn’t trying to open the door myself since the last time I do that, a flying glass greeted my face. It was better not to force him to calm down. That’s the last Psychologist said as a token of advice after she resigns. I had hired many Doctors before but no one can handle him once his PTSD struck.

I nodded as he headed off. The smile lingered as I watched him go. I was lucky to have that guy in my life—he was always there when I needed him. I didn’t wait another second before digging into the food, though my mind kept racing with what-ifs and worst-case scenarios. It had been a week since I’d last faced Thaddeus Vitale—the psychopath in the room next to mine. I’d taken to calling him Zeus now; it felt more intimate, easier to say. In that week, only Mr. Stanley had given me updates on him. And even though I’d once wanted to believe his words, knowing he might be involved in Zeus’s memory loss made it hard to trust a thing he said.

I Said hoping she doesn't ask any other questions while she hummed on the other side taking back her spit I think. " If you say so." She said over the phone before giving order in the background. " Will see you in few hours." I said before dropping the call to face the pharmacist facing me with smile on her face ready to pick my order out for me. Maxwell POV Stepping out of the television show room, I make my way down to the entrance where my car must have been waiting for me with an heavy heart of what to do with the two birds in my cage knowing how to begin with the second one who just got herself interwoven with me but the first who still has a thing growing up in her, I can't help but wo

Really annoying. By evening, the house was spotless, the clothes were dry and folded, and Rena was playing with her plastic alphabet blocks on the floor, singing to herself softly. Mirabella finally allowed herself to collapse onto the couch. She picked up the TV remote and flipped through the channels until she found something to relax her mind — ‘The Good Doctor’, one of her favorite shows. There was something soothing about watching other people’s drama unfold instead of her own. Rena climbed onto her lap, yawning. “Mama, hug.”